I really should be doing one of my final papers, but I feel the need to do a post about Patriot's Day. Patriot's Day, for everyone here not in Boston (which is...everyone, basically, but the Vice Queen) is as far as I can tell, when Boston essentially closes down for the Boston Marathon. There's also some hooha about a reenactment of Paul Revere's ride into town, but basically it's for the marathon. People come from -everywhere-.You can't get down the streets, you can't even get ON the T and it takes you forever to get through the Commons because everything is full of the crazies that come to the marathon and the even craziers that come to watch it. Now, today, it was unseasonably warm here in Boston. About 87 degrees, and gorgeous despite the really strong wind that blew sand into my eyes. This meant there were even more people out than usual. Also, the final game in the first Red Sox/Yankee series was going on this afternoon, so Boston was ridiculously packed. It is very, very irritating having these people come in for one weekend and clog up your nice day. Most citizens of Boston and all the college students would agree. The college students seem to feel particularly passionate about it, muttering about how they have to walk this way with the goddamn sea breeze every day in the winter, so they've earned the lovely weather. This is true. The tourists should have to get around underground. In dank tunnels. So we don't have to wait 45 minutes for an Italian Ice. I was going to get a hot dog for dinner so that I could say everything I ate today came from a cart, but the line was halfway across the park. However, there was a team of very gorgeous South or Central American dancers standing around shirtless. That and the guy at the ice cream place with the most amazing blue eyes and the nice view of the Harvard crew team made the day much more bearable. So in conclusion, hurrah for Patriot's Day. Now get the hell off of my swan boats and out of my city